We were children then

Something bid us look to the sky

Saw the hawk that soared

And we saw the sparrow winging his way

Knew that we were meant for something,

Something more

For we would join them

We thought of angels and of jets

Of rockets and capes of crimson



Someone, long ago

Found a Himalayan majesty

Never climbed

Beckoning, its summit towering

Climb

Climb, we must climb

For to this we're born



We knew that we were born to fly

We were oh so very certain of this

Children have such faith

And so we jumped

To fall like stones



Some to break their arms

Some to break their fragile hearts

Healing leaves its scars



We hoped that we were born to fly

For how else could we reach our destiny

Some would leap from porches

Some from roofs

To fall like stones



We tumble and we roll

On the ground that's destined to reclaim us

The unrepentant climbers



Climb, we must climb

We must try

Try to reach the heights

For unto this we were born



We prayed that we were born to fly

We had no capes but improvised

Blankets will suffice for children

Yet we jumped and fell like stones



So our hopes were snatched away

Even as the hawk would snatch away the sparrow

Yet out hopes won't die

If we can't fly there

Maybe we could climb there

Clinging to the side of the highest mountain



Carried upon the wind

The scent of a secret thing

A flower never seen

Yet you know, you know it's blooming

Far to the west of the world

Another sun is rising

Never to set again

And morning, morning is coming

Blest is the heart that echoes

With songs that were sung in Eden



But some would never climb it

And they linger in the shadows of it

Life rears up to windswept heights

Where one false step might send them plunging



When I looked

To the mountain I saw it

I desired

Yet had no name to call it

Like a dream

Or a memory repressed

Of a place

Where my spirit could rest



From the dark

Shadowed deeps of my heart

Came a song

Yet heard only in part



From the peak

Came the answering voice

So I climbed

That my heart might rejoice



I ascend

I grow blind and I blunder

Bitter cold

Does away with the wonder



There is very little air here

Where I stand upon the summit of

All creation

I will close my eyes and drift away



At last I learned to fly

And found the secret name of longing

Climb, oh we must climb

For we were born for something higher

Than we dream



Higher than we dream



Stones must learn

Learn to fly